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Alfonso looked the closet, smiling as he marveled at what he was seeing. She had converted a small room into walk-in closet and he was very impressed what she had managed to collect in her twenty-five years. He saw jackets and sweaters, hoodies, blouses and shirts of all kinds. He saw skirts of all lengths and colors and it seemed like she had just as many dresses if not more. He saw jeans, pants, and leggings of all types for all purposes, and he was surprised at how many socks, panties, bras, lingerie sets and pair of hosiery she had.

It was too bad for her, he thought, that she'd never get to use again! She had made the wrong deal with the wrong people and when she couldn't pay it was over for her. She would normally be handled without much fuss, but she did have a nice body so it was off to the off-the-books clinic they had. By the end of the day Alfonso had his head stitched onto her body and her head, well, she hadn't paid, so...